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"I want you to show me. If it's not too big, I'll fuck you. If it's too big, I want you to fuck me anyway."

I felt a goofy grin crawl across my face. I hadn't expected this to happen. I had just come over to see Ms. Owens in a swimsuit. Now I seemed to be on the cusp of losing my virginity.

First things first. She wanted to see it. "We'd best get out of the water, then," I suggested. Standing up our torsos in the water, only a portion of my cock broke the surface.

I guided her to the shallow end. I let her take the steps first, admiring her plump ass waggle back and forth in her pink bikini bottoms. I followed after, my hardening shaft leading the way.

Once standing on the wooden deck of the pool, she turned to face me. Her eyes locked onto the massive shaft. For a time, Julie had kept careful measurements. But the slightly upward curve of my cock made it tricky to accurately measure with a straight ruler. Once it clearly exceeded the ruler, she stopped bothering altogether.

Of course, what Julie always thought particularly extraordinary was its thickness. "Once when some of my girl friends were swapping size stories, I told them I'd once given a hand job to a guy that big around," she'd told me, forming a circle with both hands. "They all thought I was making the whole thing up. And you're even thicker now."

I guided Ms. Owens hands to my shaft and coaxed her fingers around it as best they could reach. She squeezed against the rigid pillar, coaxing a thick pearl of precum out of the tip. It tumbled off the edge and splattered on the wooden deck below.

"So, uh, what do you think?" I hoped desperately that she hadn't changed her mind.
 
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"We'd best get out of the water, then," he suggested, to which I couldn't help but nod. We stood up and I covered my breasts as best as I could with a single arm. I let him guide me out of the pool, knowing that his eyes were probably fixated on my butt as I walked up the steps and out of the pool.

All the while, my heartbeat was racing like you wouldn't believe.

Once we were both out, I turned to see Jacob. That's when I saw the whole thing - a huge shaft that might be over 9 inches big. I gasped at the thought of having that monster inside of me - there was no way that it would fit easily between my legs. He guided my hands to it and I did my best to squeeze it with one hand.

"So, uh, what do you think?" he asked.

I didn't know what to say except...

"I...I have no idea how that's going to fit inside of me." I answered, anxious and aroused like you wouldn't believe "But I want to try to get as much in as possible. Do...Do you want to go to my bedroom? I...I think my daughter is sleeping over her friend's place."
 
Ms. Owens spent the better part of a minute with her hand on my cock. With just one hand, she could barely grip it at all. I waited with bated breath to see if she'd decided it was too much.

"I...I have no idea how that's going to fit inside of me. . . but I want to try to get as much in as possible.

I resisted the urge to sigh with relief. My cock was nearly fully engorged, the veins beginning to bulge noticeably under the tender skin. I definitely didn't want to go home now.

"Do . . . Do you want to go to my bedroom? I...I think my daughter is sleeping over her friend's place."

I came close to stating aloud that I'd go wherever she wanted if I got to fuck her. But I didn't want to appear quite as eager as I was. Desperation might not be attractive.

"Sure, wherever you like," I replied with a shrug that I hoped seemed sufficiently casual.

Ms. Owens turned and led me into the house - one hand still cupped my cock. I followed with a delighted grin.

Still, I remembered her last words. I was fairly certain that Julie was only headed to the movies - not staying over. I didn't know how long we had before she returned home, but I wasn't about to warn Ms. Owens that our time might be limited. I'd rather risk having to hide from Julie than for Ms. Owens to call things off before we got started.
 
"Sure, wherever you like" he said and I'll be honest, my heart was racing a mile a minute.

It had been so long since I had been with a man and now I was considering being with my daughter's friend. Was I really going to sleep with Jacob?

I wanted to devour that enormous cock, the one I still held in my hand. I wanted to see how much of it i could accommodate in my juicy pussy which was now aching for him. I wanted to milk him for all he was worth.

My pace quickened to the bedroom as my thoughts tumbled over each other and I knew soon I would have this incredible rod inside me. I looked back at Jacob and saw the look of sheer glee on his face. With a few gentle strokes, I rubbed his now engorged shaft. A wave of excitement swept through me too and suddenly I felt 18 again myself, except for these huge globes sitting on my chest.

When we walked into the bedroom I turned around and faced Jacob and smiled at him. I admit I was a little nervous. I leaned forward to kiss him and teased my tongue inside his mouth. I did it for me more than him, trying to calm my nerves.

"Lie down on the bed," I instructed as I pulled off my bikini bottoms. Jacob did as he was told and his manhood looked like a mighty tower reaching for the sky in the middle of the bed. It was almost daunting but I was so turned on by this man I couldn't turn away. I mounted the young man and my tits almost blocked my view of Jacob's face. I leaned forward to place his spear at the entrance of my slit and maneuvered to push him inside me. I eased him in and couldn't help but utter, "Oh my God!"
 
Scarcely believing that it was happening, I followed Ms. Owens inside. She kept at least one hand on my cock the entire way, stroking my hardened shaft. I left a pretty steady trail of precum droplets in our wake, but she seemed to pay it no mind.

She didn't pause until we entered her bedroom. Ms. Owens then stepped back from me and pointed at the bed. "Lie down on the bed," she directed.

I nodded, too afraid to speak lest I say the wrong thing. I stepped to the bed and rolled onto my back. My cock bobbed up, arcing over my abdomen like a fleshy Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Ms. Owens stripped off her bikini bottoms. I bit my lip as I tried not to moan with desire. I'd seen naked women before, but a picture on the Internet was still nothing compared to having one within arm's reach.

Ms. Owens joined me on the bed, straddling my torso with her knees as she positioned herself over me. She leaned forward, her breasts almost resting on my chest as she guided me towards her bare vulva.

The comparison between our two organs was striking. Ms. Owens nether lips were not quite so slender as her daughter's, but even so they were positively dwarfed by the swollen glans slipping alongside them. For a few horrible moments, I worried that Julie's claim that I was far too big was not mere hyperbole but actual truth. Surely Ms. Owens was about to declare it and end matters before they progressed further.

My brief paranoia proved unfounded for the moment. Ms. Owens took a few deep breaths, then leaned back onto my cock. The massive helm slid into her a short ways, then briefly seemed to get stuck. Ms. Owens gasped, her eyes wide as saucers, but then leaned more of her weight against me. I watched in awe as the tender flesh of her pussy stretched and stretched to a degree I never thought possible. After several agonizing seconds, the immense head popped inside.

Oh my God!" she gasped, halting all forward progress as she panted.

I opened my mouth to ask if I could do anything, but she waved me to silence. After she gathered herself, she leaned back again. Slowly another girthy inch disappeared inside her.
 
As Jacob's meaty cock pressed into me, I felt a combination of relief and guilt at the thought that I was sleeping with my daughter's friend. Guilt quickly disappeared as did his missile and I slid back and forth, forcing him deeper inside me. I leaned over and pressed my breasts against his chest and rocked back grinding on him. His penis was so thick, it was difficult to get it inside me but I was determined and stretched my pussy around his cock. My juices surrounded him and quickly aided my progress and soon most of him was deep with me bumping my uterus as I rocked back and forth.

A feeling of ecstasy was taking over as I maneuvered on Jacob. It had been so long since I had been with a man and this magnificent cock was inside me now. I repeated my previous utterance.

"Oh my God!" and added a few expletives to boot, "Fuck me, Jacob! God, yes!"

I started bucking and riding him like a wild woman, a woman who had been freed from a prison of 18 years of celibacy. It didn't take long for me to reach the throes of orgasm and I shrieked with glee.

"Yes, Yes, Yes!!"

Then I looked at Jacob over my giant orbs. He was totally enthralled in the fucking he was getting. "Now it's your turn, Sweetie. Cum for me!"
 
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Ms. Owens gradually easing my thickness inside of her. Her face became an intense mask of concentration as mammoth inch after mammoth inch slipped past her stretched lips. She kept one hand along her lower belly, apparently tracking the penetration as it bulged against her flesh.

When her ass finally rested atop me, she shivered slightly, her fingers teasing her clit. "Oh my God!" she emphatically whispered. "Fuck me, Jacob!"

Then her hips began to rotate forward and back, grinding her body against mine. Her efforts intensified swiftly and she soon gyrated atop me like she was riding a bucking bronco. Feeling her pussy strain against my girth while she moaned and squealed was absolutely incredible, so I just grinned like an idiot and let her do as she wanted.

Her efforts rose to a crescendo surprisingly quickly. Within very little time, Ms. Owens was whipping her hair around like a whirling dervish while she screamed "Yes" at the ceiling like some sort of orgasmic mantra to while pussy muscles spasmed against me.

When she at last quieted, she leaned forward to see me past her glorious breasts.
Now it's your turn, Sweetie. Cum for me! she urged.

I smiled broadly, feeling a surge of confidence. Julie insisted that my cum was more potent the longer I lasted. Over the course of countless sessions, she'd trained my stamina such that I could last the better part of half an hour before I had to cum. Granted, Ms. Owens' pussy felt an order of magnitude more stimulating than Julie's hand jobs, but I was confident I was quite a ways from blowing my load.

"Oh, don't worry about me, Ms. Owens," I smiled. "I've got a lot of staying power. I bet you can go again another time or two before I need to cum. You just keep on going!"

 
When Jacob told me to "just keep going" I felt myself snap. This may be the only chance I have for another 18 years so I decided to really enjoy it. I spun around and placed my body facing away from Jacob and remounted his mammoth sized member. It went faster this time inching it in and finally I flopped my hips flat on his pelvis again. I leaned forward and rubbed my magnificent globes on his thighs and began to grind away, gyrating my hips on him again. I knew Jacob was intrigued by my enormous tits but I knew I had a great ass too so I revealed my little pink star to him as I fucked him. It seemed to do the trick because while I was taking care of his cock, his hands decided to explore my tiny hole.

He placed his thumb against me and let my bucking do the rest. His digit slipped easily inside with all my movement and I groaned and forced my way back farther on his thumb. I knew I would quickly cum with this new occurrence and I gyrated more wildly as orgasm approached. He squeezed my asscheeks and I screamed with excitement. Jacob pushed against me. I was surprised at his restraint but used him mercilessly. His magnanimous cock felt so good inside me I was like a woman possessed. I came again and fell over on his legs in exhaustion.

I dismounted him and looked at him. He had a goofy grin on his face. He reached over and stroked my breast and then pulled the nipple in his mouth. I panted in his ear as he began to move on me.
 
Ms. Owens rode me enthusiastically to a second orgasm atop me. It was a bit more difficult resisting the urge to cum the second time around, but Julie's training stood in good stead.

Afterwards, she rolled off me and lay down on her back. Her breasts heaved as she recovered her breath. Staring at her huge orbs, I knew I couldn't just sit idly by.

I turned towards her and latched onto her nipple. Julie occasionally let me do this, but hers were so sensitive that she could cum just from the breast play. Since that undermined her control, she preferred not to give in to it very often.

Ms. Owens seemed to enjoy the light suckling, but the throbbing ache in my cock demanded my needs be met. I rolled between her thighs and guided my cock into her.

Despite having just been inside her minutes before, her pussy still resisted my cock's girth. I sank slowly into her several inches, then began thrusting. "God, you feel fucking good," I grunted.

I think by her moans that I was going a bit fast, but my aching lust demanded satisfaction. I started going harder and deeper, pushing myself closer and closer. "Gonna cum," I groaned. "Gonna cum. Gonna cum. Gonna - aaaaaahh!"
 
As Jacob's seed erupted into me, I squealed with excitement. He fell over onto my mountainous bosom and we both tried to catch our breath. I ran my fingers through his hair.

Just then the door downstairs slammed.

"Mom? I'm home!" Julie yelled.

Jacob and I scrambled off the bed and grab his bathing suit. I pushed him into the closet and started dressing.

"Hi, Hon," I greeted Julie as she came in the door. "I'm just in from the pool."

"Great, Mom. I'm going to my room and listen to music. Talk to you later."

"Ok, Sweetie. Hope you had fun."

Julie left for her room and my heart was pounding as I opened the closet and pulled Jacob out. I dragged him down the stairs and pushed him out the door with a quick peck on the cheek.

"I'll talk to you soon, Jacob! Goodnight!"
 
I hadn't expected the night to start like it had. I suppose it was only fitting that it ended unexpectedly as well.

After my big climax, I rested atop Ms. Owens as I caught my breath. She toyed with my hair as she praised my performance. I could have relaxed there all night.

Instead, I got maybe five minutes. A door slammed downstairs was followed by a familiar voice. "Mom? I'm home!"

Ms. Owens heaved me off her, my cock sliding out of her with an audible pop. I slid off the bed and onto the floor. By the time I righted myself, I was smacked in the chest by my half-damp swim trunks. I clung instinctively to them as Ms. Owens grabbed my shoulders and propelled me into a dark closet. A moment later, the door was closed and I stood amongst the faint smells of cedar and jasmine.

Having nothing better to do, I dressed as best I could in the dark. I heard Ms. Owens voice call back to Julie, but couldn't make out the words. I strained to hear, but the voices faded away.

A minute later, the door opened. Ms. Owens had donned a somewhat familiar terrycloth robe. I'd seen her send Julie off to school from their from steps while wearing it. Like most of her attire, the robe fully covered her curves and somewhat disguised her true shape.

Ms. Owens shushed me to silence and hauled me out into the room. We rapidly tiptoed downstairs and she hustled me out the backdoor. I'll talk to you soon, Jacob! Goodnight!" she hissed at me in a fervent whisper. Then the door closed and I was alone.

I glanced down. I was all but naked save for my swim trunks, standing in my neighbor's backyard in the middle of the night with my lower torso and upper thighs oddly glistening with a copious mix of drying fluids. Time to get out of here.

I snuck back into my own home without detection and swiftly showered. I went to bed pondering Ms. Owens' last words. When would she call me?

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Not right away, I'd soon learn. The only call I got from next door was from Julie to set up another of our sessions.

That proved somewhat tense. The optimist wanted to think that Julie would be pleased if her mother stopped being a spinster because that would probably ease up her wet-blanket approach to Julie. But the pessimist in me thought it perhaps more likely that Julie would be incensed that I'd fucked her mother without even checking with her. I knew that a friend should ask you if you are okay with them getting involved with your family. So I kept my mouth shut while Julie stroked me off, hoping she wouldn't sense my emotional consternation.

Ms. Owens had said she would call me, so I forced myself to be patient. Tempting as it was, I didn't want to seem overeager by calling her. What if Julie answered?

Instead, I made excuses to hang around the house and to be first to answer in case it was her. When my mom eventually encouraged me to go outside, I found reasons to hang out near the fence in case Ms. Owens should peek over.

But three days later and still nothing. Was it to be a one-time experience? Or was she biding her time for a reason?
 
After the close call with Jacob and Julie, I felt particularly guilty for a while but the more I thought about the situation, the hornier I got. I couldn't believe the feelings I was having, and towards my daughter's friend, no less. He had ignited something in me and I was going crazy to see him again. But I had to bide my time for the right moment when Julie would be away and I would be alone. Until then, I continued my swims and even those were bothersome because of what happened with Jacob there.

Three days passed and finally Julie was spending the night at a friend's. I finally saw Jacob hanging out by the fence and caught his eye through my upstairs window. I opened the window and called to him.

"Jacob, can you come over and help me rearrange some furniture?" I say loudly.
 
After days of uncertainty, I was somewhat surprised when Julie suddenly approached me. Having noticed my sudden interest in being outside, my mother had put me to work weeding flowerbeds along the fence. Julie found me on my knees amongst some hibiscus.

"Hey, can you come over?" Julie inquired, stopping well short of any dirt that might mar her attire. ""Mom has this sudden urge to rearrange some furniture, so we could use your muscles."

I straightened up and brushed the soil off my knees. "Yeah, sure," I replied. I glanced over Julie's outfit. Per her mother's restrictions, it covered her down to her knees; however, the tight skirt and heels seemed a rather curious choice. "You're moving furniture dressed like that?"

Julie snorted. "" Hardly. I'm going out with Pam; no way I'm wasting my afternoon moving couches around the living room. Mom will probably spend an hour and a half rearranging everything and wind up with everything in the same damn place she started." She grinned mischievously at me. "Besides, heavy lifting is what boys are for."

Julie giggled and then said. "But don't worry, I'll make it up to you." She stepped close enough for me to smell her perfume. Close enough for her chest to nearly brush mine. Close enough for her to draw a demonstrative finger along my thigh. "I'll be home late, but I've got something special to show you. Something you're gonna like . . . .

Julie backed away with a lascivious giggle. ""Thanks for helping out. Catch you later, big boy." Her curvaceous form bounced away. A minute later, I heard her car accelerating away.

Grumbling slightly about the things women got me to do, I trudged around to the front yard and crossed to the Owens' door. The handle proved unlocked, so I leaned into the foyer. "Ms. Owens? It's Jacob from next door. Julie said you needed some help with something?"
 
"Come on in, Jacob!" I yell from the living room.

As he enters, I am shoving one of sofas around to its new location and I fall over onto it with the effort. As usual, I'm dressed modestly with my breasts covered but one look at the young man who had managed to reopen my legs after such a long time of celibacy and I felt immediately glad he was there.

"Guess I'm top-heavy," I laugh and look for a reaction from Jacob.

Did he find me repulsive? Am I the freak I feel I am? He makes me feel sexy for the first time in 18 years.

"Here, let's sit, Jacob. I've been thinking about what happened. Have you?"

I pause slightly, mostly for effect, and begin to unbutton my top.

"Would you like to see them again? I'd like to have you touch them again, Jacob."

I watch him carefully as I slide slowly towards him on the couch.
 
I entered the room to find that Ms. Owens was indeed moving furniture. I resisted the urge to frown. I'd hoped that might be just a cover story to get me over here.

I was consequently a bit relieved when she plopped onto the couch and beckoned me over. Here, let's sit, Jacob. I've been thinking about what happened. Have you?

I nodded as I sat down on the cushion next to hers. "Yes, Ms. Owens, I have. Quite a lot."

She smiled softly and reached for her blouse. Her fingers unbuttoned her top, revealing her deep cleavage. Would you like to see them again? I'd like to have you touch them again, Jacob.

My mouth went dry as she slid towards me. I reached tentatively for her blouse, nodding furiously. "Uh, yes. Yes. Yes, I would," I managed to stammer.

Ms. Owens let my hands replace hers on her top. I was not as adept with the buttons as she, particularly since I was staring at the expanding amount of breast flesh pushing through the gap in her blouse. "Oh my," I whispered softly as her bra peeked through the opening.

Ms. Owens rested one of her hands on my right thigh. Soon enough, my cock was nudging it from beneath the khaki shorts.
 
I closed my eyes as Jacob fumbled with the buttons of my blouse and just enjoyed the feel of his hands against my breasts. When his cock started pressing into my hand, I raised a finger and gently stroked the tip. The distraction was more than Jacob could stand and he stopped with my buttons and just squeezed my tits. I opened my eyes and smiled at him before uttering a soft guttural groan.

The groan was all the incentive Jacob needed to help rid me of my top and tug at my bra. He wrapped his hands around me to unhook my bra. I was surprised at how easily he fastened the hooks. He was clearly in a hurry but to be honest so was I. I gently squeezed his cock through his shorts and when he took my nipple in his mouth, I almost squealed with excitement.

"Jacob, let me see your enormous cock. Let me touch you. I want you!" I said breathlessly.

He stood and undid his shorts and dropped them to the floor. I quickly grabbed his hardened shaft and stroked it. I dragged my tongue along it and suck in the head of it. Slowly I engulfed it in my warm mouth. He tasted so good. I looked up at him and gave him a little smile while his cock bobbed in my mouth.

"Jacob, take me here. Take me now!"
 
In surprisingly little time, Ms. Owens had me with my shorts around my ankles. She sat on the couch and began licking my shaft as it hardened before her eyes. In another minute, she had me swollen enough that she needed both hands.

Ms. Owens popped the fat helm out of her lips and grinned wildly at me. Jacob, take me here. Take me now!"

I didn't need to be told twice. I reached for her waist and soon had her unzipped. She stood up and whipped her panties off a moment later. Her fingers slipped between her thighs and spread her lips, flashing the pink, glossy interior at me.

Ms. Owens turned from me and knelt on the couch cushions, resting her hands on the back. She leaned forward slightly, her pussy peeking through her creamy thighs. A wink over her shoulder was all the direction I needed.

I guided the thick knob between her plump labia. I leaned into her, groaning, "Oh, fuuuuck," as the first few inches sank into her warm depths.
 
Jacob's cock was just as magnificent as I remembered and as he eased it into me I closed my eyes and gasped. I pushed back against him wanting him to fill me faster. His massive member easily reached my cervix and I moaned with excitement. He pulled out almost completely before ramming his shaft back into me farther. I squealed as he pumped me over and again. I reached underneath me and stimulated my clit as he pounded me. I was so excited that I came quickly causing shudderings to ripple through my body. The naughtiness of the situation obviously added to the pleasure for me. I only hoped Jacob was enjoying it half as much as me.

I turned my head back to look at him. His eyes were open as he stared at me and continued to slam his hips against my body. His face was contorted and I thought he was trying not to cum.

"Jacob, cum now. Spray me. Fill me. Don't hold back," I shriek.
 

Ms. Owens moaned and shivered as I slid into her. Every time I hesitated, though, she'd urge me on. Soon I was as deep as I could go.

Of course, Im not sure even that was enough for her. The way Ms. Owens carried on as I began to pump into her, I think she'd have had me plow straight into her womb if she could manage it. As it was, she had me pounding into her hard enough for my balls to smack against her each time I hit bottom.

By the time she'd screamed and shaken her way through a couple of climaxes, I was ready to blow. Fortunately, that was about the time she reached between her legs and squeezed my thick shaft as it slid inside her. Jacob, cum now!" she shrieked.

I exploded in her several seconds later, almost on command. I groaned like I'd been punched as I pumped her belly full of hot sticky seed. Still inside her, I leaned against her back as we both gasped for air.
 
Jacob was incredible and I loved having him inside me. I loved even more for him to cum inside me. It was like I had a new lease on life. I certainly had a new longing. I just hoped Jacob could keep up or rather would keep up and keep our secret from my daughter.

As we lay and caught our breath together, I giggled and said, "I think we'll have to rearrange the furniture more often."

After we gathered ourselves, I did make him push the furniture around a little to throw Julie off the trail. Then I sat Jacob down.

"Jacob, have you ever experienced oral sex? Giving or receiving?"
 

Ms. Owens eventually shifted me off her. I stood up, my flaccid shaft sliding out of her with a loud squelch. She just grinned at me, obviously pleased by our session.

While still naked, she had me finish shifting the couch around to a new position. Afterwards, she beckoned me to sit down next to her. Jacob, have you ever experienced oral sex? Giving or receiving?"

I blushed slightly. This was sensitive a sensitive topic since it tiptoed near what Julie and I had been sneaking off to do for months. I didn't want to share that tidbit.

"No, not really," I ventured. I paused, then added, "I mean, I did once have a girl tell me I was too big for blowjobs. . ."
 
I smiled at Jacob's words and then leaned over towards him.

"I think I'd like to challenge that notion," I whispered against his ear while observing his gigantic cock. I figured there was no time like the present.

I knew it would be a challenge especially since I was quite out of practice but the fact was Jacob looked good enough to eat. Leaning my head over into his lap, I licked his limp cock and sucked the head into my mouth. I heard him gasp and his shaft began to harden. Grabbing ahold of the base of it, I began to twirl my hand on the bottom while my mouth moved downwards on him. Finally, I had a good portion of him in my mouth and began to bob my head on him. His cock twitched in my mouth and I smiled, feeling like I was doing a good job for someone out of practice. Jacob moaned and I sucked harder. I paused to catch my breath.

"Not too big for blowjobs, Jacob. Maybe for some..."

I returned to my task, gladly.
 
Ms. Owens seemed encouraged by the idea that my size might be problematic. She smiled wide in reached for my floppy cock.

Her tongue teased the slit at the end, which swiftly began to plump up. By the time she'd done a dozen laps around the head, my cock was bobbing upward from my lap. "Oh fuck, yeah," I groaned.

Ms. Owens popped me out of her mouth with a satisfied smile. "Not too big for blowjobs, Jacob" she declared confidently, then opened her jaws wide again.

Still, I could see that it was not entirely easy for her. Though fitting her mouth around my head was one thing, she could only bob so far before I felt my cock brushing the soft palate at the back.

Still, she began pumping the last several inches outside with her hands. With the occasional pause to fondle my balls, I was soon struggling not to blow my load again. "Yeah, fuck yeah!" I bellowed. "Gonna cum! Gonna cum!"
 
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